one Yo step in the square right here to get done Dunn, come get it son, whassup little one Yo step in the square right here to get done [B Stone] After
sh-t I'm on to the new act, on to my new script B-tches better have they thoughts before approaching I done heard it all, baby, save it for them other
the song (I see you Mase) And I can see B.I. rockin the Sean John (let's go Big) Yeah right, this is what "Life's After's" like B.I. Frank White, your
so well endowed pull b-tches from M.I.A. to A.T.L. in style and in crowds catch me in town on the strip in vegas chillin' fillin b-tches' faces with babies
drugs to them? Try the C.I.A. my friend Or the F.B.I. or even Bush Somebody's gettin' rich, damn sure ain't us We're just killin' ourselves while others
my plan Know what I?m sayin?? I?m from the gutter, where all we had was one another No wheat bread to butter, from one bed to the other All uncles and
1 2 3 can you hear me! your daddy was a real nigga real rolling stone of our time he's the reason why you wanna be a killer still wondering why he left
that's D-Block My flow pretty like a peacock My nigga locked up, but yea they still on P cock Too dangerous, me and my nigga Kiss Shine more than the stones
After "Get Rich" you weren't the same man Flyin' by the sky like Starscream T.B.S. & G-Unit! Fuck all the niggas on his team My money ain't over! Check it! T.B
alone Found out I had another brother, pa was a rollin' stone My brotha, Eddie Banks taught me the street My cousin Jewelz showed me how to rip up the keys My other
just a portion of your memories But in your memory remember this vividly There was no other villain from the hood real as me From the soil none loyal like the B
should thank me I make it look, good to be this hood Meyer Lansky Mixed with Lucky Lefty, gangster effortlessly Papa was a rolling stone it's in my
(D. Vaughn, M. Clayton, B. St.James) Somebody's calling out your secret name And your window's being kissed by stones Baby can you hear my silent serenade
Oscar: Let me see. So far, we've done A-B-C-D-E-F-G-H-I-J-K-L-M. That's enough! Let's go home! Big Bird: Gosh, Oscar! We've got lots of letters to go
is more like a re-up I hold a whole like a tea cup World in one hand, while the other hand throw the peace up My other hand throwin' we without the E
glide into the arena, ecstasy When you were seven you didn't realize Most of the adults were stoned out of their eyes Some jacked up on the seats around the edge Others
(B. Walkenhorst) Looking out my window, the eclipse has begun I grab your hand, we run outside and dance in the dimming sun Light through the leaves casts
gettin right back out ya way I'm in my zone so all that drama you can leave at home Ya man can lock you down, but me ain't nothin - rollin stone And if
